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Anon and Flitter the pony Part 5: Break Time's Over

Sep 24th, 2014
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  2. >Flitter set her head down on the bench, covering it with her hooves
  3. >A cascade of different emotions bouncing in her exhausted mind
  4. >she had broke the one rule she had made for herself about Cloudchaser
  5. >Don't think sexy thoughts about her
  6. >Cloudchaser was her unofficial 'sister'
  7. >Even though they looked slightly similar, they weren't really related
  8. >but Flitter loved her like one
  9. >...in a not-sexual way
  10. >right?
  11. >even though Cloudchaser was a good-looking pony
  12. >she was a very active pony
  13. >and took some pride in how she looked
  14. >Cloud would always say "I know I look good!"
  15. >Flitter remembered all the times Cloud would ask her things like "I've been working out, Feel my abs!" and "Ya think I look good in this dress?"
  16. >she did look good in that dress
  17. >...it showed off all her curves
  18. >NO
  19. >Flitter started shaking her head, trying desperately to clear these intrusive thoughts
  20. >the pegasus felt a now familiar twitching in her loins
  21. >she mumbled into the bench
  22. >"Why am I thinking like this now?"
  23. >an image of Cloudchaser laying on her couch, sprawled out like usual, flashed in her mind
  24. >no
  25. >lying on her back
  26. >her front hooves behind her head, one rear leg on the couch and the other hanging off the cushion...
  27. >no no
  28. >her nicely toned body
  29. >still slightly sweaty from a flying session...
  30. >NO
  31. >"Do I look good, Flitter?"
  32. >...yes she did
  33. >"I've been working on my flanks lately, check it out!"
  34. >...she did have nice flanks. It'd be a shame to not check them out
  35. >oh yeah
  36. >oh NO
  37. >NONONO
  38. >Flitter felt a hand petting her mane
  39. >her hoof immediately batted it away
  40. "Flitter"
  41. >the pegasus stared up at the human
  42. >He caused all this...
  43. >her tormenter
  44. >the cause of her frustration
  45. >she stared angrily at him
  46. "Flitter?"
  47. >anon had a look of concern on his face
  48. >Flitter continued staring
  49. >He had publicly humiliated her
  50. >showed her secret pride off
  51. >left her aching member standing
  52. >explored her marehood
  53. >and ruined her first hoofjob
  54. >she could feel a frown forming on her face as her head leaned towards him
  55. "Flitter..."
  56. >the human said softly
  57. "I'm sorry"
  58. >HE-
  59. >he apologized?
  60. >the pegasus leaned back a bit
  61. "I've never met Cloudchaser, but I bet she's a good pony"
  62. >"I..."
  63. >she didn't know what to say
  64. >that sounded genuine
  65. >no sarcasm or dickish tone at all
  66. >"It's ok, anon"
  67. >he smiled slightly at her
  68. >"And I'm sorry about picking on you"
  69. >anon held his arms out towards her
  70. "Hug?"
  71. >Flitter hesitated for a moment
  72. >then she leaned into the human's arms
  73. >Anon and Flitter sat on the bench with each other for a few moments
  74. >then anon scooped her up
  75. >"huh?"
  76. "We need to get going Flits, we still have a score to settle"
  77. >anon said with a smile
  78.  
  79. >Anon was walking through the streets with Flitter in his arms
  80. >the pony was lazily staring about
  81. >anon, for once today, was just carrying her
  82. >he wasn't toying with her nether region
  83. >the mare had finally calmed down, both her emotions and her body
  84. >her member had finally receded into its sheath
  85. >her balls still ached, but that would be okay for now
  86. >but for now, she had time to think
  87. >and something was bugging her
  88. >she looked up at anon
  89. >"Anon, can I ask you something?"
  90. "Ok, shoot"
  91. >"do you pick on everypony?"
  92. "Yeah."
  93. >"Really?"
  94. "Oh yeah"
  95. >the mare was quiet for a second, then spoke up
  96. >"Like... how you picked on me today?"
  97. "Yep. You wouldn't believe how many stallions I've carried into Rarity's to get a "measurement"
  98. >"What?"
  99. "Yeah. Really, it's just funny to watch Rarity's reactions. I think she must really like it or something. All sweaty and licking her lips like that..."
  100. >"Why?"
  101. "I think she's a perv. You should have seen her face when I told her that one stallion wanted two and a half pairs of socks to wear"
  102. >"No, I mean why do you do it?"
  103. "Oh"
  104. >anon took a second to think
  105. "...Mostly just to get a reaction out of some ponies. Most of them just don't care what I do, and the rest are very forgiving."
  106. >he looked into her eyes
  107. "I can do so much stuff here that would have got me punched in the face back home."
  108. >Flitter stared at him with a confused look
  109. "It's kinda fun."
  110. >this human is kind of weird
  111. >he must have noticed her reaction to his words
  112. "Hey, but I'm not malicious about it"
  113. >"okay..."
  114. "That's why I don't pick on Fluttershy. Pinkie was very adamant about that"
  115. >ok, not as weird
  116. "And Flutterbutt is such a sweetie. I don't want to hurt her feelings"
  117. >aww, he does have a heart
  118. >anon stopped walking and looked to the sky
  119. "Hey look, see that cloud?"
  120. >there was a lone cloud floating low
  121. "Watch this"
  122. >he said as he sat Flitter in the air, her wings instinctively keeping her aloft
  123. >His half-full milkshake cup in his hand, he took a pitcher's stance as he reared his arm back and threw it
  124. >Flitter and Anon watched the cup sail through the air
  125. >and into the cloud
  126. >"HEY!"
  127. >the cloud ruffled as a rainbow mane popped out of it
  128. "SORRY DASH"
  129. >the mare in the cloud spun around as anon yelled at the cloud
  130. "I DROPPED IT!"
  131. >"Oh. Ok, Anon" Rainbow Dash replied
  132. >her head sinking back into her napping spot
  133. >as soon as it was gone, it popped back out
  134. >"Hey wait! How-"
  135. "YOU CAN HAVE THE REST"
  136. >anon answered her
  137. >"Oh. Ok, Sweet!"
  138. >they both watched her sink back into the cloud again
  139. >anon took Flitter in his arms again
  140. "See what I mean?"
  141. >"I'm messing with some sort of evil genius" the pegasus thought to herself
  142. "Ponies rarely get mad at me"
  143. >Hmm
  144. >"Has anypony ever got mad at you, anon?"
  145. "Well..."
  146. >Anon thought for a moment
  147. "AJ is still kind of salty at me"
  148. >"Why?"
  149. "I tried to pick up and carry her brother, and... well, let's just say I got a handful of his "apples"
  150. >"What."
  151. "Yeah. AJ said it freaked him out. Apparently he hasn't left their house for two days, and she said it's cutting into their work"
  152. >"Why?"
  153. "He probably freaked out because the entire time I kept petting his mane and called him a cute little pony"
  154. >"No, why did you..."
  155. >Flitter caught herself
  156. >"Nevermind."
  157. >Anon chuckled to himself
  158. "Yeah, I had him like this"
  159. >Anon's placed his hand onto Flitter's package
  160. >her eyes grew wide
  161. >that familiar ache making itself known again
  162. "And I pet him like this"
  163. >Anon ran his fingers through her mane, moving it to the side
  164. >Flitter started to blush
  165. "And you are a cute little pony..."
  166. >He started massaging her now-growing member in her sheath
  167. >Flitter closed her eyes and laid back in his arms, letting anon's hands do their thing
  168. "Yep, that's how I said it"
  169. >Flitter felt her member's head emerge from her sheath, to be met by anon
  170. >he started lightly touching the sensitive skin with a single finger
  171. >the pegasus moaned, a bolt of pleasure traveling up her body
  172. >Anon continued walking while Flitter allowed him to toy with her privates
  173. >"So good..." she thought
  174. >the sole finger lightly traveling her shaft, which was now near full mast
  175. >she thrust her hips slightly, in the hope that more fingers would find their way to her
  176. >just as she start to feel her pleasure building, anon stopped his hand
  177. >and he stopped walking
  178. >his hand removed from her privates and returned to it's spot under her
  179. >the mare whimpered in response
  180. >Anon cleared his throat
  181. "Well, here we are"
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